Chi Bo Jinghua?

No, it should be Shizuka Hattori!!

The mother of the black skin!

Looking at the short-haired woman in front of him, Tang Ze gradually matched the other party with the two-dimensional image in his mind.

Because this person has too few appearances, and the number of appearances is also very high, plus it is only a pre-case of the Mermaid Island case, and there is no "childhood shadow" to deepen the memory, so Tang Ze really didn't think about this case for a while.

However, if you only talk about Hattori Jinghua, then Tang Ze is still very impressed, after all, the scene where the other party folds the fan and grabs the blade is still very amazing.

In other words, this case is basically in addition to the beginning, and the end of Hattori Shizuka's folding fan to grab the blade, the middle case goes through...

Emm… Tang Ze basically can't remember the specific details of the case, so he knows the general plot flow.

And since the other party has appeared, it means that the case has probably already happened...

After the calf, it seems that the person was hopeless by the time Maori Kogoro arrived.

Tang Ze was a little depressed when he thought of this, when this case came into it, he was destined to not get the reward for stopping the case.

"This gentleman... Do I have anything on my face? ”

And just as Tang Ze's face changed, Hattori Jinghua, who noticed a series of changes in Tang Ze's expression, asked with some confusion.

"Ah, it's rude, I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Tang Ze Xianyi, and I'm a guest at Detective Maori's house today."

Tang Ze suddenly came back to his senses when he heard Hattori Shizuka's words, realized that his gaze was a bit rude, and hurriedly took out the only useful information in his memory and prevaricated: "I just suddenly felt that maybe there might be a way to find Mr. Shibata." ”

"You're that Tang Ze criminal?" Hattori Jinghua was surprised when he heard Tang Ze's introduction: "I didn't expect to be able to meet you here, it's really an honor." ”

"You're so polite." Tang Ze saw Hattori Jinghua bow slightly, and hurriedly returned the salute.

"So, I don't know what Tang Zesan's method is?" Hattori Shizuka looked at Tang Ze and asked expectantly.

"That's right, this Mr. Shibata's kendo talent should be very good, and he won the prize at the age of the second country."

Tang Ze pointed to the boy holding the trophy in the photo and said, "If that's the case, maybe until now, he is also participating in some kendo competitions."

Of course, the uncertainty is too great for me to guarantee. ”

"No, even if this is the case, it is indeed the most likely way to go without a clue at present." Mori Kogoro looked excited, "I'll call and ask now." ”

Seeing that everyone's attention was on Maori Kogoro who was calling to inquire, Tang Ze couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the change in his expression was seen by Hattori Jinghua, but fortunately, he remembered how Conan found the clue at the beginning, and used this excuse to pass smoothly.

is still not at home in acting, and expression management must be in place in the future, and try to avoid such things from happening.

Just when Tang Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief and conducted self-examination, Maori Kogoro mobilized his connections and finally succeeded in finding out the whereabouts of the other party.

Mr. Shibata is currently a physical education teacher at a high school in Shizuoka, and he and his wife live in an apartment.

Because Mr. Shibata has not given up kendo for many years, and he has participated in the Shizuoka competition, and the results are still very good, so Mori Kogoro successfully arrived at the other party's address.

Since the location was in Shizuoka, Karasawa GT-R (R32) came in handy with a new car, and the veteran driver drove to his destination with a few people.

The journey went smoothly, and except for Mori Kogoro, who was full of envy, everyone came to Shizuoka without encountering anything.

And Tang Ze also ran happily for the first time after buying a car, but it was enjoyable.

When he arrived at Mr. Shibata's house, he saw the surname written on the table (Note 1) and was convinced that he was not looking for the wrong place, so he rang the doorbell.

"Ding Dong!"

"Ding Dong!"

It was only after several consecutive doorbells that there was still no movement or response from the house.

"Looks like he's not at home," Kogoro Mori said, ringing the doorbell.

"Today is a day off, and eighty percent of the husband and wife went out together." Xiaolan guessed

"There's no way, it looks like I'll have to come back next time." Kogoro Mori smiled and comforted everyone as they prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute... You guys... Are you looking for Mr. Shibata? ”

At this moment, a middle-aged man with severe hair loss and a mustache called out to several people.

"yes, what's wrong?" Mori Kogoro asked.

"Then please move faster, and I will ask him to come to my house to play mahjong later, and few people will have a headache." The man with hair loss passed a few people, came to the doorbell and began to ring it constantly.

"I guess I'm not at home, I've just pressed it many times." Maori Kogoro couldn't help but say when he saw that the other party kept ringing the doorbell.

"It's impossible, Shibata won't go out, eighty percent is sleeping." The man with hair said tentatively pulling the doorknob.

"Click."

The door was opened at random, and the sound of the TV in the room came to everyone's ears.

"I'll just say I won't go out, you don't even lock the door." The man with hair smiled at everyone, immediately took off his shoes, and walked into the house familiarly.

Seeing this, Mori Kogoro and the others also took off their shoes and entered the room.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Mori Kogoro was attracted by the half-eaten meal on the table: "Is this breakfast?" Why did you eat half of it? ”

"The miso soup has also been cold..."Xiaolan touched the bowl and said.

"It's a pity that this fish head is a little bit, the craftsmanship is very good, it should be delicious." Chi Bo Jinghua was also on the side, and said regretfully.

"Fang Fish Head?" Xiaolan was curious: "What kind of fish is that?" ”

"It's a sea bream!" Chi Bo Jinghua explained with a smile when she heard this.

"It's really big to go to the bedroom with the door and TV open and sleep."

The middle-aged bald man on the side glanced at the living room and found that there was only a TV turned on, and there was no figure in Shibata, so he couldn't help muttering.

"Hey, Shibata-san, are you still sleeping? We're about to get started. ”

The middle-aged man shouted again, and when he saw that no one responded, he walked towards the bedroom.

Tang Ze on the side sped up his pace at this time, went straight past the middle-aged man, and walked towards the bedroom in the lead.

As soon as he entered the door, he turned on his sense of smell and smelled the smell of blood in the air.

When he locked the room where the smell of blood came from, he opened the door.

The deceased, lying on the ground covered in blood, met Tang Ze's eyes.

"Sure enough, it's dead again."

Tang Ze drooped his eyes at the dead fish, and complained without the slightest wave in his heart: "Sure enough, fate is fickle, and only the law of the dead is always above the rules." ”